Telling Lies, loving you

At that moment, she doubted whether she was adopted by Olivia or not.

How could she support her own daughter to feed other men? What the hell was going on? Or, Scott was so charming that Olivia thought it was her daughter's fortune to do so.

If it wasn't in danger, Michelle would have let go and run away without looking back.

Suddenly, her phone rang. Michelle had to put down Scott temporarily, and then went to get her phone.

"Someone is sick at home. Maybe..." It was from Walter. After hesitating for a while, Michelle answered the phone.

But before she could finish her words, Walter took it and said, "Is it okay?"

"Yes, just a fever." She looked up at the man lying on her bed.

After a morning, the fever had been gone. At noon, when Michelle went out from the kitchen to cook lunch, she saw Scott standing beside the table.

"How are you feeling? Do you feel better? "

She knew that getting sick was something that made her very uncomfortable, no matter for coldness or fever.

In the face of her concern, Scott's heart throbbed again. He looked at her, with his eyes full of love.

Embarrassed, Michelle turned her head away to avoid his fiery eyes.

"Let's eat."

Considering that Scott's hands were inconvenient, she pulled the chair closest to him.

"Where's aunt?" After they sat down, Scott found that there were only two sets of tableware on the table.

"My mother went back to her hometown." Michelle answered absentmindedly, without noticing the subtle change on Scott's face.

Since Olivia were not here, it were like two of them living in house?

In fact, Scott had already known that Olivia wanted to make a match of them. Now, Olivia did it on purpose.

In that case, it would be a waste of auntie's painstaking effort if he didn't treasure the time?

Poor Michelle was sold out by her mother.

After lunch, Michelle looked at Scott's hand and found that it was still red and swollen, which made her a little worried. She cleaned herself up and went out.

When she came back, she had a bottle of gold wounded medicine in her hand.

wounded ankle for a week." The

she did this was that she wanted Scott to leave the house as soon as possible. After all, she hadn't got married and

started to feel better. He wanted to

top of her with the help of his strength. Looking at her ruddy lips, he began

at the

push him away several times, but found that no matter

cheek with his hand. He looked

definitely become the man's prey since her mother was not at home. For

and they could never change the

faster when she saw Scott's face. She looked like

her lips. She opened her eyes, stared at him and

kissing her without a looser, as if

did not refuse his kiss at all. She could have taken the opportunity to push him away, but she did not. Instead, she was responding

fall in love with this man? Do I like him? ' At the moment, she hoped someone could

be sleeping, and every

when he saw her response, he

was beating wildly and

will she belong to me forever, so that I don't need to worry

to bear the discomfort from

hand and tried to push him away. But

stay with him

"Wyn..."

woman under him, and a wave of anger surged in

immersed in that fantasy. She and Wyn were under a big tree in the campus. He leaned her against the tree and kissed her on

Wyn deepened the kiss. A strong smell of tobacco entered her breath. Flustered, she slowly held his strong waist with her hand that fell beside her, and her heart was

what makes us unable to let go is not each other, but

walked towards the bedroom without saying a word. He

out of mind

head, she found her clothes in

at herself in

seemed to really like him. Was it just because they had experienced the life

couldn't

began to dislike love. But the more she wanted to

was afraid that she would get hurt all over again in the end.

that she could even hear her heart

and Michelle didn't even see him go to the

was that when Scott heard the sound in the living room, he was so angry

the bed, held the quilt and closed his eyes. Then he gradually fell asleep. When he woke up,

seven o'clock in the evening, Scott went to the window and opened the curtain. At this time, there was a